In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Xiao Cheng asked: "Have you ever asked for the patriarch to honor your surname?"

"Ah, look at me, I'm so confused. I chatted with you for a long time, but I forgot about it. My name is Gaha Kanku..." The old fox opened his mouth and said a super long name composed of 166 syllables, shaking Xiao Cheng down.

"Is this a name or an article? Is it possible that I have to shout out this article every time I say hello? I have a headache." He kept complaining.

"Uh, Master Clan, do you have any names suitable for communicating with humans?" Xiao Cheng could only ask this.

"Yes, I have a human name, called Fudima." The old fox said with a smile.

Puff!

The half of the wine that Xiao Cheng had just swallowed was sprayed out directly, and Fudimo looked all over his face.

He looked at Fudimo with a dizzy face, staring at the confused and wine-filled Fudimo, staring at his big eyes, transforming into a wise eye piercing through billions of planes, his eyes piercing the hearts of the people, and asked in a vicious tone: "Are you Voldemort? Haven't you been destroyed by Harry Potter? Why are you resurrected again? Could it be that this fox body is your time-traveling Horcrux?"

"What Harry..., what Horcrux... traveled through time?" Fudima was confused.

Xiao Cheng was so excited by this name that he was not very clear-headed. In an instant, his mind was mixed with memories of his past and present, and he could not distinguish between reality and illusion.

He slapped the table and shouted: "You are immortal, I'll just say, how could you be killed by a rookie magician? Sure enough, he still has one hand. He prepared a Horcrux in another world and continued to live. He was tenacious and comparable to the prehistoric cockroach Xiaoqiang. He was powerful, and I admire him. Hahaha, Jiang is old and the ancients are really not bullying me."

Fudimo couldn't understand the situation anymore. He looked at the eight ancestors who were also confused around him and confirmed that Xiaocheng's child tended to have snake sperm diseases. He should not be as knowledgeable as him and would not have lost his identity.

Nangong Tang and Xiao Cheng have been together for some time, and they are no longer moved by this guy's strange language from time to time.

She left her seat calmly and punched Xiao Cheng, who pointed at the leader of Fudimo and was about to continue saying something.

A very heavy punch hit Xiao Cheng's head, and there was a big bag visible to the naked eye.

Xiao Cheng, who had his teeth and claws, suddenly became stunned. Then, his eyes became clear and he understood the difference between reality and his previous life. When he thought of connecting the leader of the Flying Fox and the Snake-Eyes Voldemort, his old face turned red. Looking back, he glared fiercely at Nangong Tang.

Nangong Tang rubbed his red fists and saw Xiao Cheng's eyes, saying dissatisfiedly: "Didn't you tell me that if I feel nervous, let me wake you up? I did what you asked, why did you still kick me?"

"My living ancestor, let you wake me up. There are so many places to do, why do you hit the head? If you beat me up stupidly, I see how you live in the future?" Xiao Cheng pointed at Nangong Tang with a desperate look and shouted.

"I intentionally, Cliff will wake up by pinching it. Can I use enough power to beat me on my head? Is it because I deliberately tricked me?" Xiao Cheng thought secretly and put Nangong Tang down and spanked him.

Nangong Tang was very skilled in acting. He pouted his lips and walked back to his seat dissatisfiedly. He turned his head and ignored Xiao Cheng, who was angry, but a thick black smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "I have been 'bullied' by the little thief many times. I will collect some interest first."

Even if Xiao Cheng didn't look at the princess's face, he could roughly guess that the little girl was laughing secretly, and in an instant, she felt speechless and choking.

"This is to tie yourself up and give orders to your body. As long as Tangtang wakes up her from the attack of snake sperm disease, don't worry. It's like digging a hole to bury yourself. My head hurts so much."

Xiao Cheng grinned and rubbed the bag on his head, looked at Fudimo who was shocked, and said embarrassedly: "Classman, your name is Voldemort?" As he said that, he dipped in wine and wrote these three words.

"It's not like this, it's Fudima."

The patriarch was stunned, and then suddenly realized that this kid regarded me as another legendary character, no wonder he did this.

He also wrote down his name in wine.

Xiao Cheng looked at it and breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that the pronunciation was the same and the characters were different. I was so scared that I thought the boss had also come through it. He was shocked and the punch was vain.

Hahaha……!

Ding Ding and Xiao Meng slammed the table heartlessly and laughed. The first scene was that Xiao Cheng was too stupid. When did he stay if he didn't laugh at him? Xiao Meng was brought by Ding Ding and laughed at Xiao Cheng.

Xiao Cheng secretly shouted, "My sister was damaged by Ding Ding's little devil." In desperation, he was not good enough to hear it, but he was not upset if he didn't listen.

"Interesting, Xiaocheng, tell me, who is the sacred place of Voldemort, who is the same as me, and what legend is there?" Fudimo asked intrigued.

When he asked, the flying foxes who had eaten and drunk all raised their ears, and the naughty Sutu An Lidai looked over with interest. The bear who was lying on his back on the ground pretending to be dead bear, got up, drank a bowl of wine, and looked at Xiao Cheng with a silly mouthful.

"Just pretend to be stupid!"

Xiao Cheng glanced at the narrow-edged bear, and when he saw this guy pretending to be cute, he got angry. He had time to train him well. It was not the time to satisfy the wishes of many flying foxes first. Isn’t it just telling stories? Isn’t this the best thing in this regard.

Coughing twice, drinking alcohol to moisten your throat, lifting the appetite of many experts high.

Ding Ding had already waved her small fist to demonstrate. If Xiao Cheng continued to suck her appetite, she wouldn't mind punching her like Sister Tangtang. "Brother Xiao Cheng is the most resistant to beating." Ding Ding always had this understanding, so, "It's okay for anyone who resists beating to beating," which is also her understanding.

Seeing that many eyes were filled with resentment, especially the Fudima clan leader, whose eyes changed badly, Xiao Cheng did not dare to neglect and started talking quickly. He had to grasp the measure of being too serious, and he still understood the truth that too much was not enough.

"By the way, a long time ago, there was a little boy named Harry Potter, whose parents were magicians. What is a magician? You can understand that it is another kind of monk. It is different from ordinary monks' way of practicing, but the same path is achieved. Practicing magic is also to become powerful.

When Porter was a little baby, Voldemort, the leader of the evil organization, found his parents and passed by a 'Avadassauer'...

Xiaocheng's tongue is full of lotus flowers, and he slowly tells the beginning of the story, which makes the flying foxes shout in surprise.

When he talked about Harry Potter taking the train to Hogwarts Magic Academy, he suddenly paused and shouted loudly: "I know what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown."

Without awakening, the guy slapped the bluestone with a wine bowl. With a "bang", the wine bowl fell into the stone table, which shows that the strength was well controlled.

When speaking about storytelling, Xiao Cheng puts forward a posture, not to mention that he has a very good storytelling style.

Quiet, absolutely quiet, and the expected applause did not happen.

Xiao Cheng blinked his eyes, turned his head suspiciously, and came into contact with hundreds of resentment and anger. Even his good sister Xiao Meng looked over with anger.

"Is this a swelling thing? I'm talking very well. I've explained everything like trains. It's said that it's the means of transportation in the story. The plot is jealous and I'm more jealous. It's the style of this world. It should be able to win a lot of prizes, but the situation in front of me..." Xiao Cheng blinked, unable to see where these guys' resentment came from.

"Is this over?" Ding Ding asked loudly.

Xiao Cheng nodded foolishly. "Today's talk is over."

"How long is this story?" Captain Bu Laige continued to ask with a gloomy face.

"I think about it. I have only talked about one percent, or one percent, and I haven't calculated it yet. You know, it will take four or five days to read a novel, and it will be a long time to talk about it." Xiao Cheng explained with kindness.

"How long are you going to be a guest here?" Bu Laige's face looked ugly, and his white hair stood up.

"Oh, it turns out that you are so hospitable, but I'm sorry to bother you for too long. I'll go back at dawn. Xiao Cheng smiled and felt that the Feihu clan was too polite.

"Your uncle!"

"Your sister!"

"Beat him!"...

A large group of flying foxes rushed up like lightning.

"You can just start by telling me and then slip away. Where can I hear the story behind? Isn't this trick? I'll beat you to death?" Bu Laige cursed repeatedly, flew lightning, landed in front of Xiao Cheng with a surprised look on his face, and wanted to fight.

"No, this is OK?...This thing is just a joy. Who told you that I'm going to finish it? How can I have that free time?"

Xiao Cheng finally understood that he had aroused public anger for Mao. If he had known, he would have just made a story about Snow White to fool him. Who would have thought that these guys would be so serious? The brain-minded clan group.

Nangong Tang kicked the panda who was sitting aside watching the fun, meaning that he asked him to come forward to help. The bear in the eyelid stood up and reluctantly went to save the scene. At this time, Xiaocheng was surrounded by a large group of holy flying foxes. They were too fast and Xiaocheng could not hide.

Fudima and the Nine Fox pretended not to see it. They dared to throw it out and then escape? They had to be beaten.

This world does not care about storytelling or not. The story must be finished, otherwise it will never end.

Xiaocheng remembered that in the Demon Altar, the Yin-Yang people forced themselves to tell the story of Mawei Post, and they knew it. He didn't have long been there, and the original owner lived in a daze and didn't know much about social customs. Well, this was a loss.

"Stop,...I have a way to finish the talk."

Xiao Cheng stared at dozens of big claws enlarged in front of him, and shouted in his heart: The lightning fox is well-known, and his speed of attack is amazing! The monks of the same level are no match for them at all, and they are still playing tricks. If they are serious, they will not be able to fight against them without using their transformation. They are really a clan with shocking combat power.

The big claws all stopped in front of Xiaocheng. Captain Bu Laige, who was close to him, asked disbelief: "What can you tell the story in full? Could it be that you will live in these hundreds of days?... In about ten days, you have to get out of this world. Are you lying to the ghost?"

"What's the difficulty? You follow me to leave this world! Where is the world not home? Then, I will tell you stories if I have nothing to do. I have many stories, and I can't listen to you!"

Xiao Cheng blurted out his words, making the place quiet, and then there were strange ridicule.

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Chapter completed!